#jack newsies
now that the holiday season is starting here’s a reminder
the jacobs, the delanceys, wiesel, katherine, pulitzer, and i think jack are all jewish
please don’t draw/write them celebrating christmas
thank you
Yes, this, but please if you’re doing any fic rooted in historical canon, while Katherine/Pulitzer are Jewish, Katherine by patrilineal line, Pulitzer made a super big deal about renouncing any connection he had to being Jewish
So he celebrated Christmas, kept a Christian calendar, it’s all because the antisemitism he would’ve faced was worse than not celebrating his holidays if that makes sense? Religion was seen differently, and there even were lots of records of immigrated Jews celebrating Christmas once they arrived in the states because it was just considered the American thing to do, and assimilation was better than preserving a pure culture
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I recently found a copy of a Sears, Roebuck & Co. catalog from the early 1900s, and I decided to use it to look into roughly how much basic art supplies would have cost Jack in 1899.
For reference- 1 dollar in 1900 is equal to about $30.46 in 2018, and if a newsie were to sell 100 papers in a day he would make about $0.50 (not counting what he would, of course, spend on food and lodgings, and any tips he may have received).
- Sheets of drawing paper ranged in price from $0.18 per quire (a quire is equal to 24 sheets) to $4.65 per quire, depending on the size and type of paper.
- Sketchbooks also ranged in price depending on the size, from $0.22 each to $0.60 each.
- Drawing pencils cost $0.08 each for regular ones and $0.19 each for ones with “movable leads” (I’m guessing an early form of mechanical pencils). Individual refills for the pencil leads cost $0.48 for a box of 6.
- Colored pencils cost $0.09 each, or $0.54 for a case of 6 colors.
- French Charcoal cost $0.15 for a box of 50 6-inch long sticks and $0.35 for a box of 50 8-inch long sticks.
- Paintbrushes cost anywhere from $0.05 to $0.35 each depending on the specifics of that particular brush.
- Oil paints in a single tube cost $0.05 each and $0.55 for a dozen, and oil paints in a double tube cost $0.08 each and $0.90 for a dozen. They came in a wide array of colors, including “Burnt Roman Ochre”, “Mummy”, “Prussian Blue”, and “Scarlet Lake”.
- Bottles of India Ink ranged in price from $0.10 to $0.25 each based on the size of the bottle.
- Erasers cost $0.24 each.
Assuming Race is able to push 150 papes in the morning and 100 in the evening, he would sell 1600 papes a week. This means he’d make $16 dollars a week give or take. But, he’d need to spend $9.60 just to *buy* those papers. He’d make $6.40 in profit a week
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(Newsies)
Jack: I hate businessmen. A whole army of gray-suited Brads and Chads trying to suck my soul and redeem it for frequent flier miles.
jack kelly headcanons: hand them over
WE’LL ALL BE OUUUTT THEREEE CARRYIN THE BANNER MAN TO MANNNN WE’RE ALWAYS OUTT THERE SOAKIN EVERY SUCKER THAT WE CANNN
HAPPY JARAH FRIDAY! I don’t usually utilize the Spindly Style but it’s kinda growing on me ngl..
crochet
Sarah crochets a little red heart. It’s nothing complicated, but it doesn’t need to be for Jack to appreciate it. That is something Sarah knows, and the next time they’re alone together, she approaches him pleasantly and slips it in his breast pocket.
“It isn’t much,” she started modestly, “but I want you to have something of mine to keep with you.”
Sarah waits eagerly for his reaction. Jack isn’t a very expressive person, with about two facial expressions in total with which to gauge his moods. His eyes usually said more than he did. Or maybe that was just in Sarah’s head, the uncanny way she could uncover the truth with a glance.
Jack was quiet and rather than on her face, his eyes were trained upon her hand on his chest.
“Thanks,” he whispers. He’s never quite sure what to say when Sarah’s involved. She’s not only incredibly smart, but romantic as well. Jack doesn’t want to embarrass himself in front of her, but apparently his body does that perfectly all on its own. She reached up to brush her palm over his cheek, and he was sure she could feel how crushingly warm he was despite his reservations.
“Take care of it,” Sarah said, grinning. Jack smiled back. He wanted to give her something of equal importance if they were exchanging sentimental items now, but he’d never had much of his own, let alone something he was allowed to get attached to enough to justify giving it to Sarah.
When she moved away from him, it was like a loss. The sun was coming up. Unconsciously his hand followed the criss-cross of his shirt to his pocket, tracing the outline of Sarah’s heart.
When the faces are carefully cut out of old photographs, you always know where they end up. That’s beautiful.
